A couple days ago, I started a recorded episode of 19 Kids and Counting to watch while trying to fold laundry and while Karlie was playing. And I specifically thought to myself, "Is this a bad idea when I'll probably get distracted and miss part of the episode?"
Three minutes into the episode, Jim Bob and Michelle were working together on writing their new book while some of their kids were playing around them. Michelle said, "Schedules, and deadlines, that just is very difficult for a mother with children to think about. That's not my realm of life that I'm normally in. So the stress of all that makes me stay up late nights because my children are my priority." Then they begin to talk about how it's interesting that they're writing a book about raising children, while raising children, and dealing with interruptions every 5 minutes.
Then Michelle says, "I wouldn't call it distractions. They are what our job is. The distraction is sitting down and trying to write a book. That's the distraction."
I just called my precious daughter a distraction, when really, the television is the distraction. If you take away the hours Karlie spends sleeping, I only get 8 hours a day with her. Eight. That's only 1/3 of every day.
I still cringe thinking back on it. So with 26 minutes left in the episode, I rearranged my priorities, snapped out of my spoiled thinking, and turned the TV off.
Then I read this article that shined another light on the blessing of being a mommy:
(article taken from this site)